There Are Two Kinds Of People. Those

Broken Vows Are Like Broken Mirrors. They Leave Those Who Held To Them Bleeding And Staring At Fractured Images Of Themselves.

Procrastinatio N Is The Thief Of Dreams

Nothing Heals The Soul Like Chocolate ... It's God's Apology For Broccoli.

There Are Moments, It Would Seem, That Were Created In Cosmic Theater Where We Are Given Strange And Fantastic Tests. In These Times, We Do Not Show Who We Are To God, For Surely He Must Already Know, But Rather To Ourselves.

Regret Is The Most Tiresome Of Companions.